I'm taking a break from the tidying up (see previous post) on the grounds of extreme physical exhaustion. However, in moving one pile of rubbish from here to there the course of my careful tidying up, I came across my collected verse of Ogden Nash and, well, I just had to dip into it, well, I just had to, I mean, you understand, I'm sure even if that old . . . ooops, I hear footsteps on the stairs so quickly, here are a couple of his silly short ones:
THE PORPOISE
I kind of like the playful porpoise,
A healthy mind in a healthy corpus.
He and his cousin, the playful dolphin,
Why they like swimmin' like I like golphin.
THE SHARK
How many scientists have written
The shark is gentle as a kitten!
Yet this I know about the shark:
His bite is worser than his bark.
And here our learned poet uncovers a great universl truth:
ASSORTED CHOCOLATES
If some confectioner were willing
To let the shape announce the filling,
We'd encounter fewer assorted chocs,
Bitten into and returned to the box.
There, feeling better already, aren't you?
"After an author has been dead for some time, it becomes increasingly difficult for his publishers to get a new book out of him each year."
Robert Benchley
Posted by: Andra | Wednesday, 25 January 2012 at 19:24
"Getting older is no problem. You just have to live long enough."
Groucho Marx
Posted by: Andra | Wednesday, 25 January 2012 at 19:27
Poor amoeba shuns coition
Propagates its kind by fission.
Was that Nash?
Posted by: dearieme | Wednesday, 25 January 2012 at 20:19
Thanks for the chuckles, Andra.
Quite possibly but on the other hand it might be an original DM!
Posted by: David Duff | Wednesday, 25 January 2012 at 21:47
DM, I dunno but it certainly sounds Nashian.
I doubt that it's Wilde.
Posted by: Andra | Thursday, 26 January 2012 at 06:44
My father used to like to finish it with
"Doesn't know what it is mishin'."
Posted by: dearieme | Thursday, 26 January 2012 at 18:41
DM: Your father's line makes more sense, to me.
Posted by: Andra | Thursday, 26 January 2012 at 20:02